Harry is a man of personality and occasionally naïve, but in fact he is a more realistic person.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this "Triwizard Tournament" was a little wrong.

As a fourth-grader, it is impossible for him to vote, and the age line also determines that junior students cannot vote.

- So the problem?

- Who will vote?

- And who wants him to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?

He tried to figure it out, but no one else believed it, except for Moody the "Crazy Eye" who shouted that someone was trying to kill Harry himself.

"Say I made it up?" Moody yelled, "Still don't understand? Belch? It was some skilled wizard who put the child's name in the cup......"

"What evidence do you have?" Madame Maxim waved her hand.

"Because he deceived something with great magic!" Moody continued, "It takes a very strong spell to confuse the Goblet of Fire and make it forget that there are only three schools participating. I'm guessing he put Potter's name in the fourth school, making sure he's the only one of its kind. ”

"Modi, it seems that you have thought about it a lot." Karkarov said coldly, "Of course, this theory is quite clever. I've heard that you recently smashed a beautiful mug from your birthday present as a cleverly wrapped lizard egg, so we don't take your words seriously, you should be able to understand that. ”

"Some people always want to take advantage of unrelated events," Moody retorted in a threatening tone, "It's my business to think about what those sinister wizards do, Karkarov - you should remember ......"

"Alasto!"

Dumbledore warned.

Harry didn't know who he was talking to, but later realized that this was Moody's real name.

Moody was silent, but looked at Karkarov triumphantly, who was already furious.

The crowd parted unhappily, but Dumbledore and Ludo. Badman announced that Harry was also a contestant.

"Kid, don't say that, it's an honor to win the Triwizard Tournament." Dumbledore rubbed his beard and persuaded him to participate in the tournament, as the Goblet of Fire was a powerful magical item, and since Harry had been chosen, the Three Witches Match had to take place.

Harry looked helpless, because of this incident, he and Malfoy completely fell out, Malfoy thought that he had a way to cross the age line and put his name in it, and did not tell him this good friend, so naturally he had an awkward trouble.

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What happened next was beyond his imagination, and he got very bad news from Hagrid, and the first challenge they had to face next was a dragon.

That's right, a loaded head with live ammunition, a whole Kevlar armor on his body, and a large firearm in his claws.

It is a winged, fire-breathing dragon that can be used as a vehicle and firepower support, and is a favorite of the Marine Corps and Army Air Corps.

…… Eventually, he got a hint from Moody the Crazy Eye, and with the help of a broomstick, he was able to retrieve the golden egg from a dragon.

Borrowing the second Final Three level, he was completely at a loss, damn it, when Ludo. What did Badman say?

- The second level will be played at half past nine in the morning on February 25th, where the mystery is hidden in the golden egg that he got from a dragon.

There are three other people who have to figure out what the second task is.

How exactly is he going to solve the problem of the golden egg?

"Go to the bath, go to the bath with your golden egg, stay in the water, and you'll know how to solve the puzzle about the egg."

Merope Riddle, the mysterious girl, walked past him, left behind such a sentence, and quietly told him the answer.

Harry couldn't remember where she came from, but he chose to try her anyway.

He vaguely felt that this girl named Merope Ridder gave him an unusually familiar feeling.

Occasionally, the scar on his forehead would sting.

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Left...... Rightward...... ...... to the left On two occasions he found himself at a dead end.

By casting a guiding spell, he was able to discern his direction, the hedge maze was re-enacted as obstacles, and various spell traps stood in his way.

He kept panting and running desperately among the trees like a demon palace, and a lot of things happened after that.

For some reason, he reached the finish line first, and with a wave of his heavy metal wand, he knocked down a large spider, and finally, he put his hand on the trophy, and the next second, he found that his hand was fixed on the trophy, and he couldn't let go.

Then Harry lifted up with another weak force, and suddenly felt the wind roar around him......

Harry felt his feet hit the ground hard, and he opened his eyes and let go of the Three Wizards Tournament trophy, looking up with difficulty.

Who is it?

Who came from the darkness.

Fear gripped his heart invisibly, and Harry's forehead tingled again.

A dark shadow approached slowly, through the graves, the pen coming closer, Harry couldn't see the face clearly, but from the way the shadow walked and his clenched arms, he could tell that the shadow was holding something.

It was impossible to see who he was, he was very short, and he wore a large hooded cloak that covered his head and face.

The shadow took a few steps closer—the distance between them, of course—and he saw what the man was holding in his arms look like a baby...... Or is that just a pile of clothes?

Harry picked up the staff he could use as a hockey stick, which he had used to drive away Dementors, werewolves, and some dangers.

But it was also the first time he had faced this fear, and he had never felt so much pain in his life.

It hurt so much that he had to cover it with his hand, but thankfully he still held his wand.

It's the only thing that can protect him.

"See you again, Harry."

"Pettigrew...... It's you. ”

Harry couldn't believe it was Peter Pettigrew.

There was also a figure behind him, which turned out to be "Mad-Eyed" Moody.

Oh, my God...... Why he's with Peter Pettigrew.

"Catch him ......"

The pile of things in Peter Pettigrew's arms seemed to be shaking with irritability, and it was wrapped in a black cloth.

Harry looked at it, and his wound hurt again...... It dawned on him that he didn't want to see the contents of the pile...... He didn't want to see the bag opened.

Pettigrew snapped out, and his wand unleashed a Heart-Piercing Spell.

"Drill Heart Curse."

Harry also roared, and also released a spell, and the two rays of light collided in the void, and the magic power turned into a light source and sprayed out, canceling each other out in mid-air.

He stepped back, and at the same time, Moody "The Crazy Eye" also waved his wand, and another spell was released.

Harry unleashed a Heart-Piercing Spell once more, colliding with the other man's spell in midair.

This time, Pettigrew didn't hesitate to swing his wand and shoot another ray of light.

The two spells formed a line of convergence to completely defeat Harry's fragile magic.

The dark green magic drew closer and closer to Harry, and at this critical moment, he suddenly reached out and pulled a short wand from his pocket, and cast a stun spell on Moody in the distance.

With a sparkling glow, Moody was sent flying by the spell.

"Do you think I'm not prepared?"

"Did you bully me into having only one wand?"

Harry turned his fear into anger and yelled, "Big mistake! The facts are...... I'm a two-wand flow wizard! ”